Diana by Laura Marie Henion

Author:Laura Marie Henion
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lachesis Publishing

Chapter 6

Luke leaned back in his chair at the desk. He had several phone calls, from various sources, warning him to hold his tongue and watch himself making such outrageous accusations. His head pounded.

He thought about calling Diana, telling her what was happening, then stopped himself. This information would scare her. She was already feeling guilty for sleeping with him.

He looked at his notes, at the reports from the fire chief, and his observations of the arson scene. He should've been paying closer attention. Instead, his focus was on Detective Pellino. The woman was in total control that day, and she was quick to put him in his place by telling him, ‘Preservation of life was more important than structure safety.'

He thought about the firefighting unit that responded to the fire. He practically knew the whole crew, and Brian was a good friend. Someone else had to be responsible.

He glanced back at the pictures he had of the crime scene, looking closely at the powdery substance that lay on the floor. The tiny, thin, metal object Pellino had found under the bed frame.

He missed that. He realized the object had to be the small stand that came with the flare. But, if it were, why wasn't it in the middle of the floor? Multiple reasons filled his mind, then the more obvious.

He figured when the firefighters entered the apartment and put out the fire, they stomped through the bedroom, making sure it was secure. They probably kicked it under the bed frame. It was a simple explanation.

He thought about the possibility a firefighter could be responsible for the arson and the murders, and wondered why, then realized he should keep the criminal profiling to the professionals like Pellino.

Hearing a beeping noise, Luke looked at his computer screen. He had a new message. Logging into his email, he located the message and clicked on it.

He glanced at the return email address, opening it. His heart thumped with excitement. There was a new sighting for Stewart Howard, and a possible fire that the local authorities, two boroughs over, thought could be arson.

He opened up the attached file. Suddenly, a large clown face filled the screen. Laughter spilled from the computer speakers yelling the word ‘Sucker.’ On the bottom of the screen, a note read: “You can't catch me. I don't exist."

In frustration, Luke deleted the message.

A few minutes later, another one came on.

"Assholes!” He pushed himself away from his desk.

The email had been a prank, another message of warning to remember whom his comrades were.

Luke headed to his kitchen to make a fresh pot of coffee. He'd deal with the bogus emails later.

* * * *

He sat at his desk and smiled wide. He was filled with excitement. The fact he was immersed in such a complex series of events should cause him worry. Instead, he was filled with an inner desire to succeed. No one would catch him. They couldn't.

Who would've thought he could be so cunning, so unpredictable? His plans suddenly changed.

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